LS: Thank you THANK YOU! I love you all! I'm so sorry I haven't up-dated. The twins are a nightmare. There is NO me-time whatsoever so please FORGIVE MEEE! I've barely slept because of the agonized screaming of BABIES! The migraines are killing me. T-T But I am so glad you guys are still here to read the rest of this story. That makes me feel so loved! ^0^

Important:After a lot of re-reading on my part, and a few plot holes that I discovered, I decided that Hiei and Sitsumi's relationship would have started right as September ended. I do believe this chapter is the beginning of February. If I need to, I'll try to make it clearer what month it is :p

BTW. The twelfth chapter is NOT THE ENDING! Don't even THINK like that. There is still so many loose ends to tie up! The Aoitsuki, the Fubuki sisters, even Naoko's BABY! Too much to do to just be put in three chapters! I barely got to the plot! I know I'm good but not THAT good! That's just NUTS!

I can't WAIT for chapter 12!

ONWARD!

Tokyo-con

…..Milkshakes…..

I told her.

Over and over again.

You can't say I didn't because I really, really did try.

I tried to tell her… that that demon… will cause her heart nothing but pain in the future.

And…

There's really nothing I can do about it.

I can't protect her anymore.

Especially not her heart.

I won't be able to save her like her mother wanted me to.

Especially not after that night.

The night she gave him her heart fully, and willingly.

And all I could do was watch them from outside the window

In the pouring rain

Wishing her the best.

Knowing her doomed fate from the start.

…..Hiei…. Human World…. One week later…..

It was mid-afternoon, and I hadn't felt this good in all my life. I was laying on the couch with the girl lying on top of me, both of us completely nude and the only thing shielding us from the world was a thin sheet of cloth. Our previous activities had definitely worn her out.

Screwing her has been the best decision I've made. I get to come to the human world and be able to make due with my time instead of wasting it on sleep. I wish I would've done this months ago. There's nothing like the feel of a warm blooded woman in your arms.

I felt her finger draw lazy patterns across my chest, going every which way, teasing me without realizing it. I grabbed her hand and raised it to my lips, kissing it and occasionally nipping at the skin. I felt a shudder go through her, making me smirk in anticipation for another round.

I flipped the two of us over, being gentle, not wanting to give her another bruise. It was accidental, but there still. Guilt was never an emotion I liked.

I entered her, foreplay already out the window and her core already prepared for more abuse.

I held her down by her hips, and set a slow pace, her body already in bliss rapture. Her weak and tired fingers managed to entangle themselves in my hair. I could feel her try to pull, but she just didn't have the strength to carry it out. We barely started and her breathing was already labored. I could feel her heart pounding in my ears, the rhythm enticing me to go faster.

I felt her clench around me, the sudden grip and release making me shudder. And when I felt her nearly at her climax, my cell phone went off.

The ring tone being Mukuro's.

I was so angry I wanted to punch a whole through Kurama, the very demon who gave me that stupid device.

…..Hiei…. Demon world …..

"Of all the people to be stuck with, it just had to be you!" I hit the troublemaker on her head giving her a lump the size of my fist.

"OWW! That is SOOOOOO MEAAAAANNN! You big bully! Why can't you be nicer to me, Sparky?!" She whined right back.

"Maybe I'd be a little more tolerant if you didn't stir up trouble!" I hit her again on the same spot, bruising the annoying child some more.

"ABUSE ABUSE! MEM! Sparky's hitting me!" She reached out to the bookworm who was quietly sitting on the couch, reading.

She only glanced over her book with an unsympathetic stare. "He'd probably leave you alone if you left him alone, Emmie."

A fountain of tears started to pour from her eyes. "Oh, Mem you're so cruel. TRAITOR!" Her mood swiftly changed from depressed to malicious. "I'll get you for this Mem! I'll find you and gut you like a fish!"

"As if you could get through my defenses." She responded nonchalantly.

"Well I could still try!"

I was getting so aggravated. "Get the hell out of my office!" I swiftly kicked her through the open doorway and slammed it. I mumbled under my breath about stupid insolent pests. What I would give to get back to the human world. I'd be away from the four sisters and have more pressing matters to attend to besides babysitting.

I rubbed the bridge of my nose, trying in vain to stifle the oncoming headache.

"I'm sorry."

I looked over to Memoru, her nose still in that book. I raised an eyebrow at her comment. "For what exactly?"

"For Emmie. She didn't use to be that way."

I stayed silent, if she wants to continue, I'll allow it. If not, then it's not any of my business. I'm certainly not going to edge her on.

"She actually used to be just like Nina, believe it or not. In fact, back then, the only way to tell them apart was their hair and eye color, seeing as they're fraternal twins. But everything else about them. Their style, their actions, their thoughts, even their speech was so incredibly alike. I think the change started when her mother died. The three of them were very close. I don't know exactly what happened, but I do know that Emmie blames herself for her mother's death. And ever since then, I think she feels as if she has to take care of the only family she has left, and that's Nina. And I think that she thought she couldn't do it unless she was stronger than those around her. So I'm sorry. For her."

I kept my silence, seeing as she went inside herself to contemplate her thoughts. She must have been pondering this for a long time, her speech was mechanical and contemplative. Whatever the reason that that little brat is so annoying, she is still a pain in the ass.

I turned to leave, all of a sudden in need of fresh air. I was stopped by her voice.

"By the way, Hiei. Emmie annoys the people she likes the most." I looked at her and saw the "innocent" smile she displayed for me.

"Hn." I left.

…..Kurama….. Human world…..

"Please, Kurama?! We GOTTA GO!" Naoko whined while showed me a poster advertising Tokyo Con (note: I haven't the slightest idea if this exists. I'm making this up as I go.) "This is gonna be the BIGGEST anime convention in the history of MANKIND! We just GOTTA GO!" She batted her long full lashes at me, trying to sway my answer.

"I don't know, Naoko. The excitement might be too much for you to handle. Like you said, it will be the biggest event of the season and I don't want you getting worked up. It could harm the baby." I tried to reason. To be honest, I just didn't want to go. Naoko can get very competitive with other otakus, which, by the way, she'll drag me into. Not to mention she'll want to cos-play, and most likely put me in a dress, then she'll want to take pictures of this "momentous" occasion, and make a great fuss over her costume. Not exactly my cup of tea. "We shouldn't risk it."

"But I…" A sad and tormented look came across her features. One that she usually has when she thinks about… the previous pregnancies. "You're right. I'm not strong enough to handle it."

My eyes widened as I looked at her. I didn't mean it in that way. I didn't mean to make her feel so… weak. I didn't mean to make her remember our first attempts at having a child.

She never completely got over it. A rouge demon that had gotten through the barrier came upon Naoko. She being the fighter that she is, defended herself. However, the demon was too strong for her to handle with the baby still growing inside of her, and so, he gave a swift blow to her abdomen… and killed it.

She cried endlessly for nights over the loss. There was nothing that I could say to comfort her. Nothing that I could say to make her pain disappear. I blamed myself for it every waking minute. I wasn't there to protect the only thing that truly mattered in both of my lives as a human and a demon.

She then came to me one night wanting to try once more. And we succeeded with the pregnancy… but not with the birth. The demon from before had damaged her uterus, making it impossible for the second baby to live. It was a still born. Again, she didn't take it well. Naoko had gone suicidal after that. There were countless of times when I caught her writing her suicide letters or slitting her wrists or preparing to hang herself. It was a dark time then. The house was cold no matter what anyone did to cheer her up. Everything just seemed so meaningless, not only to her, but to everyone else around her, and most significantly, me. I couldn't leave Naoko out of my sight. I was afraid of her hurting herself again. It was maddening to think of all the ways she could do harm. That was the very first time in my life that I truly felt fear.

She woke up in the middle of the night once, crying like she had for the first lost child. She continued to blame herself for not being strong enough to have my children and said that I would be better off with another woman, another mate. I couldn't believe what she had told me. How she could insinuate that I could ever be happy without her. I only wanted to have a baby because she wanted one, I didn't need a child to be happy. She was enough for me. But I didn't want to see her cry anymore. I had made a proposition. We would try once more, and only that once. If we are unable to produce a child, then we can give up and continue our lives together. She had agreed.

So far, we have been blessed.

…..Hiei….. Human world…..

I sat on a tree limb and watched as the children played with each other. Tossa and Toshi, Kuwabara's brats, were fighting over a lollipop. One had pushed the other, making her drop her sucker and she wants the other's sucker in return. At least that's what I got out of all the yelling.

One threw a punch and tackled her sister to the ground. They wrestled one another, completely forgetting about the candy. It was a full scale battle between the two. They punched, kicked, mauled, bit, and head butted each other for the right to claim victory.

They did this very often. The two of them had always competed. It reminded me a lot of Yusuke and Kuwabara and how they would argue incessantly over nothing. These two may have the physical appearance of their mother, but their personalities are that of the oaf. Sweet and innocent one minute and berserk the next.

I leapt from my perch on the tree and went to break the two of them up. I grabbed the scruff of their collars and pried them apart, holding them in the air. However, they continue to try and get to the other.

Why am I always stuck babysitting?

I hate children.

And these brats make my life a living hell. If I ever have children I'll be sure they'll be so disciplined they won't even know the meaning of stepping out of line.

Kids of my own. Now there's hell on earth. There is no way this or any world would be able to handle any brat of mine.

"No YOU'RE a doo-doo head!"

"Nuh uh, YOU'RE the doo-doo head!" They continued to argue. I sighed, wondering why I put up with them, any of them. Nina one made a comment on how much they seemed to love me.

Tch. Love? I'm more like a play thing to these children. Before there were so many, I tried to stay as far away as I could. I didn't want them to obtain any of my habits, qualities, or murderous intents. I knew that in order to keep them innocent longer, I'd have to leave them be. However the plan backfired. They actually wanted to play with me more since they don't see me often. They wanted what was hard to get, and that something was me. So instead of losing interest in me, they merely plotted ways to come across my path even more. After a while I just gave up and allowed them to hang, climb, jump, and even swing on me.

Naoko actually laughed at me for trying.

I try to do as little damage as I can with their mental state. I don't want to be the cause of their loss of innocence.

…..Hiei ….. Sitsumi's apartment…..

"Hiei!" I was glomped by Sitsumi the second I stepped through the door. I caught her in my arms and held her against me as she nuzzled my neck. She was wearing a very short bathrobe.

"I've missed you so much, Hiei." She planted kisses all along my collar bone, nipping at my skin from time to time. The attention nearly made me loose my focus.

"I've only been gone for a day." I let one of my hands glide down her back and stop at the curve of her bottom, giving it a light squeeze, making her press her self closer to me.

"So? Who says there's a specific time to start missing someone? Dogs miss their masters right when they walk out the front door." She gave a hard nip to my neck, making me take a sharp breath of air into my lungs. It didn't hurt, her dull human teeth couldn't rip through a wet paper bag, but it made my lower regions pulsate with anticipation.

"You saying I'm your master, Sitsumi?" I grabbed a fistful of her hair, making her tilt her head so I can see her pulsing vein beneath her skin. I covered it with my mouth, feeling it beat against my tongue.

"That depends, Hiei, how much would you say you love me?"

I smirked. "That depends. What do you want?" I remember how the fox's woman would play that card on him, and if my observations are correct, Sitsumi is trying to do the same with me. Tch. Females. Predictable, but their art of manipulation was truly a force to be reckoned with.

"Well, Mei got us two tickets to go to Tokyo Con, but now she can't go because her doctor says she needs to be in bed rest, and now I have an extra ticket but no one to go with and I was wondering if Hiei could go with me and make me very, very happy!" She looked up at me, her eyes watery and her lips pouting.

"No." I stepped away from her.

"AWW come on Hiei, please?! It'll be so much fun." She followed me across the room.

"Absolutely not. There is no way in hell I would be caught dead at one of those freak shows."

"But…"

"No." And I stared her down. She was glaring at me trying to intimidate me, the thought of it nearly making me laugh, though I must admit that she was rather cute.

"Come one, Hiei. There's gotta be something I can do to make you say yes."

I was about to bite back with another no, but knew she would go to plan B, which was tears. I can't stand a crying female. Usually, the watery eyes get to me, but I didn't want to give in so easily every time.

I sighed and sat down, putting my elbow on the armrest and cradled my head on my hand. "Then convince me."

This move caught her off guard, I could tell she was fully willing to cry her heart out if I continued to decline, but I could tell this was something she wasn't expecting. Her eyes showed confusion. "Convince you?" She whispered.

"Exactly."

She blushed and looked away from me, which had me raise an eyebrow. I wasn't sure what she was so embarrassed by, until she slowly started to slip out of her bathrobe. She untied the knot, and exposed both of her bare shoulders to me, all the while her face a deep crimson clashing with her porcelain skin. She raised her eyes to me, glowing with a shy innocence I've only seen on her. She slowly approached me, her bathrobe discarded on the floor. She had a black and white bra on with the matching underwear.

I swallowed hard as my mouth went dry.

She slowly walked over to my perch on the chair, her hands over her mouth trying to cover up her shyness. She finally sat down on my lap, lightly putting her forehead against mine, making me have eye contact her. She removed her hands and pecked my lips with a delicate kiss, touching me for only a small moment.

There was no escaping her dark blue depths, a blue that was so dark, it was almost black; a darkness that would seem so sinister, and yet, with the light behind them, perhaps the one that shines within her soul, the color was more angelic than any painting of any angel.

I didn't want to blink.

"Please, Hiei?" Her voice took a quieter pleading tone, almost like a servant begging to her master, wanting him to stop beating her. It made me angry. "Please come with me? I promise we'll only stay for a little while. Please don't let me go alone."

I hated this girl for batting her pretty eyes at me. I hate her for being so naive and innocent even when we've done a lot more shit that a porn star could ever dream of. I hate her for manipulating me, toying with me with her body, the damn little slut. And I hate her for being able to break me down to my very core. My walls would never be strong enough to keep her out.

I gave in… again… however, waking up naked beside her the next day really wasn't all that bad. It almost made me smile.

Almost.

…..Three days later at Sitsumi's house, hours before Tokyo-con…..

"Awwwww, come on, Hiei. Let me see." She called from the other side of the bathroom door.

"Absolutely not. I look ridiculous. There is no way I am wearing this in public." I yelled right back.

"Come one, Hiei. There is no way your uber bishiness would ever be covered by any clothing you may wear. NOW LET ME SEE IT!" She nearly screamed at me through the door..

I finally sucked it up and came out. I can't believe I ever agreed to this.

I looked at her, her eyes glowing with… ugh… fan girl stars. It was bad enough to see Naoko get that same dazed and obsessive look in her eyes whenever she watches those damn anime shows on that damn human contraption they call a damn TV. I looked at her attire. She had a blonde wig on her head and a pink frilly dress on. She held a cane with a sort of crystal on top in one hand and a black book cradled in her other arm.

She took in a deep breath, I covered my ears knowing what was coming.

0 "SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

"Oh my GOD, Hiei you look so adorable I can't believe how much the two of you look a like. It's just so cute! I told you you'd look good as Brago!"

"Bravo?"

"No, it's BRA and GO. You know, from Zatch Bell. When I saw that episode with him last night I just KNEW you had to cosplay as him. There is no other way about it! I mean the two of you practically look like brothers! OR EVEN TWINS!"

I sighed. There was white and black makeup on my face, my hair was "fashioned to perfection" (even though she just ran a brush through it), and I had a fishnet shirt and a faux black fur cape. I looked like some sort of Goth from that American band called… Mary Manson? Marilyn Madison? Fuck it. Just another freakish ceremonial human music they always seem to play.

GOD DAMN THIS CAPE ITCHES!

"You look so cute. We should take a picture together, Hiei!" She grabbed her camera and set it up on the nightstand. She stood by me and held me in place by latching onto my arm, knowing I would bail at the last second. "Smile, Hiei!"

I did no such thing.

Once the flash went off she smiled at me and pecked my lips. "Hiei, is so sweet." She then led me out of her small apartment and towards the blocked off city streets where this Tokyo-con will take place.

….. Naoko…. Genkai's temple…

"HIEI! Where the hell are you?! YOU CAN'T BAIL ON US THIS TIME! TODAY IS THE MOST IMPORTANT EVENT OF OUR LIVES!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I can't believe that little cretin. How dare he miss the greatest event to EVER be placed on this God forsaken planet! TODAY IS SPECIAL!

It's Tokyo-con for cryin out loud!

Oh he will pay most dearly for this insult. And I had the perfect costume and everything. I was gonna make him go as Brago from Zatch Bell. After seeing last night's episode I thought Hiei got into an anime before I saw that this dude has gravitational powers instead of fire. But I knew that he just HAD to go as Brago. I mean they look SOOOOOO much the same it's like they're twins!

Where did I put my costume? AHA!

My cat ears perked up from a knock on the door. I turned my head to see Yoko Kurama dressed and ready to sweep me off my feet and take me to the magical kingdom of anime nerds, geeks, and freaks. He's such a romantic!

He immediately had me in his arms and heatedly kissed me, laying me down on the bed, unclipping my bra. "Kurama… We're gonna…. Be… late…" I tried to reason between kisses.

"Mmmmm, later."

"Hey wait a minute." I pushed him off and sat up. "You sneaky little fox. You're trying to distract me so we won't go aren't ya?!"

He gave me a smug smile. "That depends, is it working?" He tried to go for another kiss. I dodged it and went into the bathroom, locking him out.

"There is nothing that will keep me from going to Tokyo-con. Not the baby, not Hiei's absence, not God, NOT EVEN YOU FOX BOY!" I yelled at him from through the door.

"You really can't blame me for trying, Pussycat." I could feel him leaning against the door. Damn fox.

"Just you wait, I'll be the best dressed cos-player out there! So suck it!"

"I'd like to, Pussycat, but you happen to be on the other side of this door, so I'm at a loss of capability at the moment."

I punched the door, making him bounce off. "Shut it, ya horny toad!"

….. Hiei …. Tokyo-con…

The girl held my hand, leading me through the mass crowd of humans dressed like those characters they see on their television screen. It was disgusting, sickening to see all of these humans worship cartoon characters that have no significance in life or survival. I hate the one who made this fad. It turns humans into raving lunatics.

I frowned, my brow creasing into heavy lines. Sitsumi must have sensed my discomfort as she placed her lips on my cheek and held me tighter to her. "Thank you for coming, Hiei. You don't know how happy this makes me. When we get home I'll make you a special treat for being so sweet. Will that make you happy, Hiei?"

"Hn." I didn't really care at the moment. The entire city block was completely crowded. I kept bumping into one human after another, feeling their filthy bodies brushing against my arm, no matter how much I try to retract it back to my body. I heard her sigh, knowing she felt distressed at making me feel uncomfortable. Which made me feel like an ass.

The whole time I've been here, I had been on high alert for any of the others. I know Naoko would try to come to this ceremony, and if Kurama does allow it, he'll be right behind her. I didn't think anyone else would come. That is, until I saw Emmie watching that crap with Naoko, having that same starry fan girl eyes as the rest of these women. It disgusted me.

This new addition will now created a domino effect. The trouble maker and her princess of a sister are never more than two rooms away from each other, so she'll definitely want to come along. Memoru being the responsible one, wouldn't let that monstrosity out into the world without a very short leash, and Jade will most likely come along for the hell of it. And don't think I didn't notice this bonding friendship between my sister and Emmie's sister. The two of them are nearly as inseparable as the twins, not to mention women always do things in packs. Touya wouldn't allow my sister to go by herself. He'll follow her like any other male demon would do for his mate, which will open the doors for not just Jin, but Chuu, Rinku, Shizuka, and ShiShi Wakamaru. Of course we can't forget the detective and his friendship with the wind master and the drunkard, making him come along as well, dragging along his woman. So there you have it. Nearly the entire dysfunctional family that has been forced upon me will be here. And all I have to keep them at bay are my keen senses of detection. Hopefully, they won't ever see me here. Especially in this stupid costume.

Why the HELL does this fucking cape itch so BADLY?!

"Oh, Hiei, look!" She dragged me over to a booth with plush dolls, toys, and… key-chains, is what I think they're called. "Isn't it cute?" She picked up one of the plush toys and showed it to me. It looked like a deformed stuffed lion. "it's Kon from Bleach. Isn't it adorable?"

"Hn." That's pretty much how it went for the next two hours.

….. Kurama …. Tokyo-con…

It was entirely new to be in my true form around so many humans. It felt… relaxing to not worry about my appearance in front of them, all bustling and moving around me. Many of them gawking at my appearance but merely in admiration. There were many women who would pass by and wink or stare, it certainly reminded me of the old days when I practically ruled the underground.

I looked to Naoko, her costume I know to be of a female character from one of her video games. LuLu I think she was called. She was also pregnant in the game, which seemed to fit Naoko perfectly. Though I thought the fur kimono with the countless belts at the front, falling limply, looked a bit silly, and completely illogical. Either way, it seemed to make her happy.

I looked at the crowd of humans, my stature quite a few inches taller than the usually short Asians. I was slightly on edge with so many of them around. There have been a time or two where peaceful events became violent. I didn't want that to happen with Naoko here. Not with the baby still at risk. We are so close to the due date that I don't want anything to happen to our son or daughter. I'm not sure if I can face that again, especially not with Naoko's fragile mental health.

"Hey Kurama, look, it's like an army of Hiei's!" She pointed to a large group of fans from that anime called Zatch Bell. One of the characters had the spitting image of Hiei. It was quite ironic actually. When Naoko showed it to me, I laughed. "That stupid little midget. Skippin out on the greatest event of our lives. At least we got the rest of the gang to come. The Fubuki Sisters and Yukina look adorable in their Tokyo Mew Mew outfits. For a second there, I thought I was actually seeing them in real life, they're costumes looked so good."

"Yes, it was impressive. And Touya, though a bit put off, looked very nice in his costume as well. However, Naoko, I don't quite agree with drugging Chuu, Shishi Wakamaru, and Jin, then dressing them up just to make them come. We could've been arrested for kidnapping."

"You worry too much." She nudged me with her elbow. That's one of her favorite phrases to say to me. Perhaps I do worry too much, but sometimes I fear that she doesn't worry enough. "Oh, hey. Look at her, Kurama!" She pointed to a child with blonde hair and wearing a pink dress, a black book cradled in one arm, and a cane held in the other hand. She was at a booth, looking at the trinkets and souvenirs. "Come on. That costume is just too good to not compliment! She looks like a mini-Sherry!"

She grabbed onto my arm and walked me over to the little girl.

"Hey there!" Naoko called the girl's attention.

She turned around and smiled as if this is the happiest day of her life. Her sparkling dark blue eyes gave me a sort of chill of familiarity that I couldn't quite place. "What can I do for you?" She asked politely, her cherub face making Naoko give that 'you are just too cute' face.

"I just had to compliment you on your cos-play! Sherry is not an easy girl to dress as. If you were a little Taller you'd be like a double ganger!"

"Doppelganger." I corrected.

"That's what I said. A dopple granger."

I sighed, exasperated.

"Thank you so much. You did a great job on yours too. LuLu from Final Fantasy X2, right? Her baby was so adorable. Good thing you got one coming, too, huh?"

"See, Kurama. Someone appreciates my genius. He thinks that just because she didn't look pregnant in the game that I shouldn't go as her."

"I think the creators just got lazy and didn't add that 360 degree dimension to her." The two of them laughed. For a child, she certainly spoke like an adult.

"So how old are you kid? 10, 12, maybe?" I couldn't believe Naoko actually asked that question in such a brash manner.

No, I can believe it, I just don't want to. Even if she's done more audacious actions in the past… like breaking and entering into Yomi's castle and trying to steal one of his most prized artifacts. Coincidentally, that was how we met.

"I'm 23."

Naoko nearly fell from the shock. "No way! You are so lying!"

"Nope."

"But you're too cute to be older than a teenager!"

The small girl smiled widely and laughed. "May I?" She held her hand out to Naoko's swollen stomach. I held myself back from placing Naoko behind me, not wanting anyone to even have the chance at harming the fragile life inside of her. However, that action would be rash and much too overprotective for Naoko's liking. I just hoped Naoko would have enough sense to…

"Sure, go right on ahead." Never mind.

The stranger placed a hand gently on the stomach, then slowly came forward and rested her head on it. Her eyes were closed and her brow furrowed as if in concentration.

I clenched my fist, trying to control myself.

After what seemed to be forever, she finally spoke. "There are two of them."

Naoko gasped in surprise. "How… did you know?"

The girl stood up straight smiling. She put a finger to her lips and said, "A midwife never reveals her secrets. I'd like to tell you the sexes, but I gotta go find a friend of mine. He went to the bathroom and is probably looking for me, since I kinda got lost." She blushed, then turned to go. "Bye, LuLu. Bye Yoko." She walked away, disappearing into the crowd.

We stood there and stared at where she had disappeared. The shock of having twins wasn't what had gotten to me… but the actual fact that she would recognized me.

That same strange sensation came back. I remember having it once before, a few months back, when Yusuke and the others invited me to a small café in the middle of town. Our waitress gave me that same feeling. I know I knew her, but I just didn't know from where. I didn't know from when. Was it from my human years, or demon years?

TBC…

LS: Thank GOD I finally finished this stupid thing! I sure hope you guys will still review. I still love you guys, I DO! But it's been busy at the Star house lately. Twins are no laughing matter!

So, I hope you'll forgive me and leave a review. Even if it's how bad I am at Up-dating.

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